You can feel my breath But i am dead You can hear my beats But I am dead...
Some hours before We are showered by rose And now you ****** my part of blood and heavy dose
From My red rose to your blood red Made me dead..
No longer I feel any pain No longer romantic this rain
All mistaken they think I am sad No I am dead
I still kept in fridge your favourite bread You live in me I Am dead
We Exchange our hearts not head That day not you my heart was declared dead I dont want your heart to do tear shed Your heart have to live, its mine which is dead Belive me or not I am dead.......
When we lost some one, we lost ourself. This is love or what ???dont know. Even dont want to know, strong are those who faced this. But yes god make me lucky to see one who never let her love to die ... Atleast till she herself lost her own life